Tuning Fork Clatter

THWACK! I dropped my whole rectangular bulk directly against the thick porcelain curve of an empty white coffee mug! TINGGG! The whole ceramic belly began to sing a high, vibrating squeal that buzzed right up through my bottom blocks into my purple torso studs! One hit wasn't enough, no way! I shoved my rigid orange arm brick into the loop of the handle, leaned back at a crazy slant, and wedged myself tight. Every tiny shake of the table sent a fresh rattle ringing through my seams! A silver teaspoon sitting inside shuddered and went clink-clank like frantic metal jaws! I'm an engine! A noise machine! Everything is vibrating!